The Key and the Lock
By: The Sad Days of Tomorrow
Why, sweet, innocent little bear,
Can't you see that i really do care?
All my life, I've tried to be fair
But perfection is very rare.
So open your eyes, sweet little bee
and upon me, please let free
the secret of your key
and from it, you shall be free.
You'll see yourself clear and pure,
A truth I can assure
Will always be secure
With love, one that will endure.
So let it be with me tonight.
Yes, I promise; I will not smite.
And please, let your thoughts be light
And you will fall asleep tonight.
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